“ ‘Riches,’ ” said the teacher, “ 'take unto themselves wings and fly away.’ Now, what kind of riches does the writer mean?” He stared round the class, but only blank looks met his gaze. “Surely someone can answer a question like that. You, John,” said the teacher; “what kind of riches did the writer mean?” John hesitated for a moment; then: “Ostriches, sir,” he replied. The lawyer was rehearsing the beautiful actress before her appearance in the divorce court. She listened with mild interest and finally asked a question: — “Who plays the part of the Judge?” “Is your wife very economical?” “Yes, I’m her first husband so far.” Dad: “What made young Brown stay so late last night, Tillie?” Tlllie: “I was showing him some of my picture postcards.” Dad: “Well, the next time he comes, show him some of my electric light bills.”
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Cromwell Argus, Volume LXIV, Issue 3341, 19 November 1934, Page 2
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